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I spent my 30s caring for the two people who have loved me regardless of bad choices, distance, etc. I am having a hard time realizing that when those years are over, and when the last bit of ‘dad’ has gone - what will be left? There is no regret, just a how…how do you move forward, how do you find someone to love you when part of your identity has slowly escaped with your parents and your caregiver identity. How will I feel? Lost? Relieved? Sad? Robbed?